“You know Egbert, you should have put those goggles on earlier. Now your hair is never going back to your curly black, you’re going to look like Bozo the rest of your life!”
“Such a small price to pay Egor, because now I have the cure! Who cares if your hair changes when you are disease free?”
“Uh, Egbert, it’s not just your hair, buddy, it’s, well, look down…”
Egbert looked down, taking off the goggles to see more clearly, and gasped. “You say these changes are permanent?”
“Well you might check the Big and Tall store to see if they have something to cover those feet.”
Egbert fainted and the beaker of cure went down the drain. “Good riddance” Egor murmured.
The Bag Lady 
Brilliant!
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Oh, thanks Di…love your comments!
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You are most welcome!
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